After all, swamps are swamps. No matter how beautiful the surrounding environment is, they cannot change the characteristics of some swamps. In this whispering swamp of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, there are huge slugs with unpredictable depths. These slugs are quietly sleeping under the piles of fallen leaves of Sougu wood, waiting for the victims to step into the trap of devouring themselves. Every rainy season, they will become shallow lakes, a paradise for aquatic creatures and various flying insects, and countless mosquitoes are in the lake.

The edge of the dock is flying in groups, making a huge wing-flapping sound that makes people feel tooth-sourcing. When the dry season is approaching, the rainfall decreases, and these lakes will slowly dry up naturally and become broad swamps. There will always be uninformed animals that mistakenly enter and become victims of the swamp. The animals' corpses slowly rot at the bottom of the swamp, part of which turns into nutrients to moisten the surrounding earth, and the other part becomes a gas of strange color, forcibly squeezed out of the soft silt,

The wet surface of the mud turned into bubbles with water, making a series of gurgling bubbles and bursts of bubbles. This gas emitted not only emits an uncomfortable odor, but also has a strong toxicity. After breathing in this environment for a period of time, the symptoms of poisoning will soon appear and even die quickly. In this season, most of the exposed water surfaces disappeared, and the continuous lakes became

As small puddles, the mosquitoes gathered significantly, and only a small number of flying insects gathered next to the small puddles. They were replaced by countless water snakes and loaches, as well as swamp frogs that lived in the mud. These swamp frogs crawled out of their nests in the mud, and rushed to hunt for enough flying insects to accumulate energy in their bodies before the drought season, and then hid back into the nest and entered drought, and survived the dry season where food lacks and food was full of dangers.

I have to say that everyone chose the best time to enter the swamp. In April and May, the dry season is about to pass, and the rainy season is coming, and now it is the period when the two seasons meet. Some rainfall is not as humid as the rainy season so that clothes can be wrung out every day, nor is it as stuffy as the dry season. Even the ground is particularly suitable for walking in this season. Now, unlike the rainy season, there are crisscrossing water nets everywhere, and lakes and rivers are divided into pieces. If you want to go to a goal, it often only takes two or three hours to go. However, it is blocked by these lakes and waterways, and it becomes a journey that requires a day or two. It is not like the poisonous stench floating everywhere in the dry season, and you must always be careful of being swallowed by the mud. Even for advanced professionals, you can use fighting spirit to break free, so it is not fatal, but I am afraid that no one will like to cover the body with sludge.

"So, hissing, to the people in the outside world, now is the best season to enter the swamp." Garantis picked up a swamp frog that was panicked because of the passing of several people, looked at its thin body and curled his lips regretfully. He threw it back to the pond beside him: "But our tribesmen don't like it now, hissing, in comparison, prefer the seasonal alternation half a year later. Now many animals have just experienced drought and hissing, and the thin ones are nothing but skin and bones, which are not delicious at all. Hissing, and the time after half a year is different. At that time, animals will eat fat and hissing, just like the swamp frog just now. After half a year, they will become as big as two fists, hissing, and the frog meat on their bodies is fat and tender. Mom simply roasts them on fire. It's...shessing, hissing."

"Wipe your saliva quickly." Catherine covered her chuckling, and there was no ridicule in her elegant smile. The girl understood this longing for her hometown and relatives after leaving her hometown for a few years. Of course, the longing included the food in her hometown. She handed the handkerchief to the out-of-command Lizardman lady. The knight girl fantasized about the swamp delicacies described by Garantis, and said with a little yearning: "It sounds very tempting, but that kind of season is the best season for hunting. You hunters must be very busy. It should be that all tribes are hunting."

"On the contrary, large-scale hunting is forbidden in that season, hissing." Garantis shook his big head and said, "Many monsters will give birth and hissing in that season. If they were hunting at that time, they would hurt the pregnant female beasts and the young beasts that had not yet grown up. Hissing, we would not do such things. However, hissing, personal hunting is still OK. When I was a child, I liked that season the most. Hissing, my mother always took me out to hunt some small animals every few days. Hehehehehe, hissing, my first prey was hunted at that time, and I have never been so happy."

The innocent and cheerful personality of the Lizardman seems to be very popular among the girls. After just a few days of meeting each other, the girls became good friends. They always gathered together in action and said nonstop. Of course, it was basically Garantis who kept saying that most of the other girls could not keep up with Garantis's overly lively thinking. They only had the chance to interject a few words by chance. At other times, the team always had the happy voice of the Lizardman mixed with hissing sounds, which made the girls admire the language ability of this special Lizardman. Even Lord Catherine, who made the entire adventure group tremble with hissing ability, had to defeat him in the face of Garantis.

"By the way, Pennis." It seemed that he could not bear it at all, and Vivian had to use another topic to divert the girl's attention from her mother: "You said just now that the High Priest Arcmene was urging us? How did she know that we were here? And she contacted you with her soul whisper?"

"The soul whisper is not that far away. No matter how strong it is, it is impossible to do it." Pannis looked at Vivian with a wry smile, who was threatening and seeking help, and said helplessly: "It's just a small trick to use the opening and closing of the inherent spiritual realm of the soul to convey information between the more familiar demigods. The effective range is much further than the soul whisper. Within a hundred kilometers, you can basically sense the realm of another demigod. If you agree on the special meaning of the information in advance, you can use this method to achieve long-distance calls. Just like just now, I told her to bring her friends to find her, and her relatives, and then she was like crazy, urging me more than ten times in a row to let me pass by as fast as possible. However, there seems to be something that needs to be handled on her side, and she can't get out of it for a while, otherwise she would have rushed over long ago."

"Hiss, Mom can't get rid of her body if you have something to do?" Sure enough, when talking about her mother's topic, the Lizardman lady immediately focused and habitually grabbed Pannis's sleeve and asked, "What the hell is going on?"
Chapter completed!